As a songwriter, I sometimes have thoughts or ideas that wouldn't particularly make a good song. This is the outlet for that stuff...

Saturday, July 30, 2016

Squirm


I am suddenly aware

(Fidget)

That every movement

(Adjust)

Small and sundry

(Agitate)

Is an attempt

(Wiggle)

To flee

(Twist)

Some discomfort

(Turn)

Annoyance

(Twitch)

Or slight irritation

(Scratch)

Transmitted

(Shift)

Thousands of times

(Wriggle)

A day



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